Текст песни антон есенин - женская любовь

Alas this became commonplace
She is bored, apparently in attempts to pull it out
So little mother and tears can not be wiped away
But this choice made nothing to bring him back
Do not be bored with the truth.
They say he has no one to whom and you live by prohibitions
For the winds are not the sun and lost in the urban
She will understand that she has become a naive fool.
Did not make concessions and was not available
It is noon screaming in a deserted kitchen
By stupidity, faith that faded with downpours
To keep within it is not to be morally strong.
As maples with aspens dropped leaves into puddles
So he threw words to her stupidly tying his ears.
The same morning without leaving the room
She will understand that she loses the strings she needs.
Complexed actions became coarse
Pain from empty words is filled with clubs
And I would argue that I would sleep before going to sleep without thinking
Not with a fool coming out of the stupor ...
Since then, forgetting a simple gust
The expanses of the world have become something more expensive for her
Screwed not loving playing other
Speaking of friendship with those who throw
I went out from behind the bars of the bar
Envying openly to those who hang on couples
Character did not bring us to the extreme
I'm my own way and we kind of broke up.
Now her name is the mute mouth
And past tired from the South to empty train stations.
From the south to the empty train stations ...